WARNING: THIS IS A VERY LONG CHAPTER! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
This
is my first Harry potter fic so bear with me here. I'll accept any
criticism. GOOD AND BAD! "..." talking
'...'
thinking DISCLAIMER: Me no own Harry potter. Can't say I own
anything actually. Poor me.
Chapter one: The train ride
"I'll miss you."
"We'll miss you to, mom."
"Please write and send the letters with Helios."
"Ok mom. We have to go or we'll miss the train."
"Oh! I'm sorry."
"Geez. You act like we're going to be gone for three years."
"It's a mother's right to worry!"
Aletha walked onto the train with her stepbrother Orion following her.
"You're right you know. She is acting like we'll be gone for three years."
"I'm always right, Orion. Haven't you learned that by now?"
"Ha ha ha. Not funny."
"Who said it was supposed to be funny?" They dragged their stuff down a ways when Aletha ran into a boy with ice gray eyes and slicked back bleach blonde hair (Her trunk was stuck and she pulled it loose).
"Watch it, you."
"Why? What'll it do?"
"What are you talking about," Draco asked noticing her slightly American accent.
"Well you said watch it, so that usually means 'it' will do something."
Draco looked at the 5'1", half British American, brunette. He was stunned by her sarcastic remarks and straight face, at the same time.
"Well do you get it yet?"
"Yea sure. I'm Malfoy by the way. Draco Malfoy.
"Nice to meet you, Draco. I'm Aletha and this is my brother Orion."
"What no last names?"
"He has one, but I don't like telling people mine. I like to surprise them when they least expect it."
"So what's his?"
"My name is Orion Alexander," Orion said after being quiet the whole time.
"Nice to meet you, Orion. What year are you both in," Draco asked noticing Orion didn't have a British accent
"I'm in my sixth year and Orion's in his fifth."
"I've never seen you at hogwarts before."
"We just moved over here, but don't worry. We know just as much as the other students in our years."'
"Where did you move here from?"
"America."
'So that's why she has an American accent.'
"Now I get to ask you some questions, Draco. What year are you in?"
"Sixth."
"Are you sorted at this school?"
"Yes. here are four houses. Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, Gryffindor, and Slytherin."
"Which house are you in?"
"Slytherin. 'What is this twenty questions?'
"One more question, Draco. Does this hurt?"
'Does what hurt!'
When Draco wasn't paying attention, Aletha grabbed his arm and twisted it behind his back.
"Oww of course it does! Now let go!"
"Ok. If you insist." She flipped him into the nearest compartment and it looked like it was full of first years.
"Bye, Draco." They dragged their stuff to the end of the train. In the last compartment were three people. One had jet-black hair and glasses. An owl was in the seat next to him. Another had flaming red hair and freckles. The last person had long bushy brown hair and had a cat sleeping in her lap.
"Are these seats taken?"
"No. Please join us."
"Thank you." Aletha and Orion put their stuff up while Harry moved hedwig.
"I'm Aletha and this is my brother Orion Alexander."
"I'm Harry Potter. This is Ron Weasley and that's Hermione Granger."
"Do you have a last name, Aletha," Hermione asked suspiciously.
"Yes."
Long pause
"Well what is it?"
"Oh you wanted to know? You'll find out."
"It's Lupin," Orion said.
"Really?"
Aletha looked at their faces. Hermione had gone slightly pale. Harry shifted in his seat. Ron just sat there, not making the connection.
"Ok, why do I feel like I just let a dirty secret slip," Aletha said nervously.
"No. It's just we had a professor who's last name was Lupin."
Ron went extremely pale finally making the connection.
"Let me guess. His name was Remus Lupin."
"Yes. How did you know?"
"I can't tell you. At least, not here or now."
"Why," Ron asked.
"I said not HERE or NOW, Ron!"
"Ok. I get it, not here or now."
"Good. So which houses, or house, are you guys in," Orion asked. But before they could answer, the compartment door slid open.
"What do you want, Draco," Harry asked rudely.
"Don't be so rude, Harry," Aletha said politely.
"So Potter hasn't told you how 'horrible' a person I am yet?"
"No, but I was getting to it," Harry muttered under his breath.
"HARRY!"
"You should listen to her, Potter. You might learn something
Aletha walked up to Draco and pulled out her wand. It was an eleven-inch willow wand. The point was right at his throat and she whispered in a voice only Draco and his lackies could hear," I don't need a spell to severely hurt you with this. Don't get on my bad side."
Draco noticed that the tip of her wand was a lot sharper than any other wand he'd seen before. She leaned just her head in a little closer to his ear and in a very quiet voice whispered, "It's just a show but it's true. I can."
"Ok," was all he whispered back.
"Aletha," Orion said, "Don't repeat what happened you-know-where."
"K. I'll stop. Don't want to be expelled before I even get there."
"That wouldn't be good. Wouldn't want to get mom worried."
"No, that would not be good."
Aletha spun her wand around her finger before pocketing it. (A/N: You know like in those old western movies with the draws and they spin their guns. crickets chirp apparently you don't)
"I'll see you later, Aletha," Draco said walking away with his goons.
"So anyways, what houses, or house, are you guys in?"
"We're all in Gryffindor," Ron said, "how do you know about houses already?"
"Were you not just paying attention, Ron? Apparently she ran into Draco before joining us. You're so thick," Hermione said a little agitated. Ron and Hermione started having a word fight while Harry and Aletha kept talking.
"So how well did you know my father, Harry?"
"Well let's just say, thanks to him I'm still alive."
"Really? How?"
Harry recited what happened during his third year at hogwarts and the event from last summer (his fifth year).
"Cool. You said something about quiditch earlier. Are you on the team?"
"Yes I'm the seeker for Gryffindor house. In fact we have try outs this year for beaters."
Aletha and Orion burst out laughing when Harry said beaters. (A: N/ Remember, they grew up in America).
"What's so funny," Ron asked. He and Hermione had stopped bickering when the two broke out in laughter.
"See! There you go again! Not paying attention again!" Hermione yelled. They went back to their fighting.
"I'm sorry, but every time somebody says beaters we get a different meaning than what you mean. See over in America muggle beaters are people who beat up wives, relatives, or family members not positions in a game."
"Oh I get it now. So are you close to your brother?"
"This one? Yes."
"You have others!"
"I'm kidding! Geez... One brother is enough hank you. No offence to you, Orion."
"None taken."
"Are either of them an only child?"
"Hermione is, but Ron is just one of seven."
"Wow. That's a lot of mouths to feed."
"Well not really. Two of his brothers don't live with them and another one lives in London to work at the ministry."
"That's four now. It's still a lot of mouths to feed. Not as many as Orion's step-mom though."
"Don't start, Aletha," Orion warned.
"Oh come on, Orion. Tell Harry about Maria, Alli, Kali-Ouch!" Orion had just elbowed Aletha in the side. That was her cue to shut up.
"Geez he's only twelve and he beats me up already."
"So you're in your second year, Orion," Harry asked.
"No. I'm in the fifth year classes."
"You're that smart," Hermione asked. Ron was fuming over in a corner. Apparently he lost the fight.
"Yes. I am that smart I guess. Why do you ask?"
"Smart enough to be in the sixth year classes at Hogwarts?"
"Maybe. I probably could. Why do you ask?"
"She's just afraid of some competition," Ron said angrily.
"No I'm not!" Her voice wavered as she said it.
"I like having a brother that can help me though. The only reason he's in the fifth year classes is because Dumbledore didn't want any sibling rivalry in all of my classes."
"You're in the same classes," Ron asked.
"Well we would be if he were in our year. We have a lot of the same interests."
"Like what," Hermione asked.
"Defense against the dark arts, Potions-"
"You probably won't like potions this year, Aletha," Ron said.
"Why?"
"The teacher is, well let's just say he doesn't like Gryfindors."
"Who says I'm gonna be a Gryffindor?"
"Uh...because...I dunno. Just a hunch."
"So who's this potions teacher you were talking about, Ron?"
"Proffesor Snape."
"Mean is he?"
"Yea."
"Tall, black hair that looks greasy and disgusting?"
"Yea! How'd you know?"
"My father is in the Order."
"so you've been to-"Ron started.
"How do we know you're not lying," Hermione asked suspiciously.
"Why don't you test me?"
"Fine I will. Where is the Order located?"
"Number 12 Grimmauld place."
"What kind of person is Tonks?"
"A metamorphagus like Orion."
"Your brother's a meamorphagous," Harry asked.
"Ya. Don't beleave me do you?"
"Not really," Hermione said suspiously.
"Orion, show them."
"Ok."
"Orion was around 4'9", had (for the moment) brown hair, and had dark blue (almost black) eyes. He scrunched up his face and concentrated very hard. All of a sudden his hair turned blue, got a little shorter, and spiked a little.
"Wo. That's cool, Ron said stunned.
"No matter how many times I see that, it still surprises me," Harry said. Hermione just sat there, not able to find any words to say.
"Any more questions?"
"One more," Hermione said with a sneaky look in her eyes, "Do you beleave Voldemort is back?"
"Course I do. Orion?"
"Yes I do, too."
There was an awquard silence.
"Well if there aren't any more questions, Aletha said getting a bag down from the shelf above her head.
"What are you doing," Ron asked curiously.
"I'm getting something to do." She pulled out a black personal cd player.
"What is that," Ron asked.
Harry recognized it right away. Dudley had recived one for his birthday a few years ago. It lasted three days.
"It's a cd player, Ron," Hermione said snoodily.
"What's a cd?"
"Here find out for yourself," Aletha said handing him the headphones. He just looked at them, unsure what to do.
"You put them on your head and they cover your ears. You know like earmuffs, only smaller?"
"Oh." He put them on his head and experienced loud rock music for the first time.
Ron took the headphones off and just looked at Aletha.
"Well?"
"Well what?"
"Did you like it?"
"Ya. Who was that?"
"A band called Relient K.
"Ooooooh... never herd of 'em."
"I wouldn't think so," Hermione said, "They sound American." Nobody had noticed her taking the headphones and listening to some of it.
"Yea they are. Me and me neighbor were big fans of them."
"Oh you live close to people?"
"Yea. We lived in a pretty big neighborhood."
"You're mum is a witch and she practices magic in a largely populated muggle neighbor hood!"
"Ya... we lived normal lives, well except the fact me and Orion were gone most of the year, but only my neighbor knew why. Mom just told people we went to boarding school during the school year."
"Wait... your neighbor knew you family was magical?"
"Yes she accepted the fact that people like her were not alone on this planet, or galaxy. I mean who would?"
"I know few people," Harry said.
"Aletha, stop lying to them," Orion said.
"Oh what, dear brother, are you talking about?
"Emi wasn't a muggle, she's a witch and you know it."
"Ooooh, Orion, you just ruined the fun."
"What fun," Hermione asked spitefully.
"Ok, ok. I fess up. Emi was a witch who moved to England a while ago. She lived next door in a highly wizard populated neighborhood. I was just seeing if you would recognize her name, how she acted, if you even knew the lass."
"Nope."
"Sorry."
"Not even a clue," Ron said.
All of a sudden, there was a CRACK! And a 5'6" brunette stood there.
"Is someone talking about me?"
"Emi! It's good to see you!"
"It's good to see you, too. By the way, Orion, nice hair."
"Thank you, Emi," Orion said blushing a little.
"You guys better hurry up and change. We got about ten minutes 'til we get there."
"Oh shit that's right."
They changed into their robes and ten minutes later they were in Hogsmeade.
"Umm... Orion, do we go with the first years or do we go with everybody else?"
"I don't really know."
"Ask Hagrid."
"Huh? Oh! Thanks, Harry."
"No problem."
"Now where is he?"
"Firs' years this way."
"There he is!"
"Oh, the really tall dude!"
"He's half giant, Aletha."
"How can you tell, Orion," Harry asked surprised.
"I can tell most secrets about people by looking at them. Harry, someone has their eye on you. I won't say who just some one close." (A/N: Dun Dun Dun!)
"Thanks, Orion... I guess."
"You're welcome."
"Hey, Hagrid, HAGRID!"
"Oh 'ello, Harry. Nice ter see ya again."
"This is-"
"Well hello, Orion, Aletha."
"See you've already met."
"Yea, Harry. We met over the summer."
"Oh."
"Hagrid, do we go with the first years or with every one else?"
"Go with everyone else. Think you might scare the first years."
"Ok. Thanks, Hagrid!"
"Anytime. Firs' years! Firs' years this way!"
"Well that's good. Come on. Let's get a carriage before they fill up."
"Ok."
They walked over to a carriage that had Hermione, Ron and some one else in it.
"Aletha, Orion, this is-"
"Ginny Weasley."
"How did he know my name?
"Ginny, let's just say that there are many things about Orion Alexander that will mystify and confuse you," Aletha said getting into the "horseless" carriage. Orion followed and the carriage took off.
"So that means I shouldn't ask."
"To put it bluntly, yes."
"Ok then. I won't."
"Good choice."
Hoped you liked it. I do. My fingers hurt a lot. I need to rest my hands now. 13 FRIKIN PAGES! PLEASE REVIEW! Click the button in the corner and I will be your friend! Well unless you already are my friend then I'll be more of a friend I guess or something like that. Well... Ok I'll try to get the next chapter up as soon as I can. Byes!
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